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 Dec 2014 Mollie
Karl
first within, now without
steeply, darkly, hereabout

as above, so below
further still and down we go

as it is, and was before
ever deeper, evermore
spiraling
 Dec 2014 Mollie
Karl
a song for the innocents
living in the trees
swinging from branches
limp as puppets in the breeze

the white rider
a blessing and a simple prayer
give em up to heaven
but first, tie an anchor to their feet

a song for the daughter
listed as a casualty
a bomb while she was sleeping
hit her home and blew her into three

a song for the father
who told them that he wouldn’t leave
he left on a stretcher
with bruises and a bullet in his knee

the white rider
a blessing a simple prayer
he’s looking up to heaven
but you know he’s at the devil’s feet

we're looking up to heaven
but you know we're at the devil's feet
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Empty room
Open window
Smell of your hair
Reshuffle of all the feelings
What a familiar song!
Blowing through the window
I hear but not to turn asleep
Flavor of night jasmine
I open the door
She is coming,
What an unprecedented beauty of that face!
Gradually open
The bare body
How beautiful!
I am seduced by the sight of
You and I stand one on the island
But then I was sleeping
In a dream not to go too close

@Musfiq us shaleheen
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ঘরটা ফাকা
জানালা খোলা  
তোমার চুলের গন্ধ পাই
এলোমেলো সব অনুভূতি
কি যেন এক চেনা গান
ভেসে আসছে
শুনে শুনে ঘুম আসেনা
হাস্নাহেনার গন্ধ
দরজাটা খুলে দেই
সে আসে  
কি অপূর্ব সুন্দর্য ওই মুখে!
আস্তে আস্তে খুলে যায় সব
অনাবৃত শরীর
কি সুন্দর!
আমি বিমোহিত এক দৃষ্টিতে
তুমি আর আমি এক দ্বীপে
কিন্ত তখন আমি ঘুমিয়েছিলাম
স্বপ্নের  মধ্যে কাছে যেতে পারিনি  

মুসফিক উস সালেহীন

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within a dream/ স্বপ্নের মধ্যে
 Dec 2014 Mollie
Tom t
A boy and a girl
Laying in bed
Ever so sweetly
Touching is their heads
They confess their love
True soul mates they are
And swear never to leave
Whether too close or too far
The girl looks at the boy
And says why can't we wed
The boy replies money is the reason
Theyre ***** in this bed
The boy has an idea
One that will make her blush
And show her she is more
Than just a childhood crush
The boy goes into his closet
Brings back a piece of string
Cuts a sliver off and
says "can this be your ring"
And in that moment
Where magic danced in the night
They became newly weds
As he tied the string on tight
 Dec 2014 Mollie
JK Cabresos
Slaves
 Dec 2014 Mollie
JK Cabresos
We are slaves of the night,
thinking,
forever may not exist.

I failed, I stumbled,
but you were there
to remind me of tomorrow.

I may not be perfect,
but my heart
burns like ice.

We are slaves of the night,
you and I
are living stories.
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